cupcake converse

I think I need to start a mantra with my life...remember the wwjd? Well mine is going to be wwtfd...what would a 25yrer do...or should do... I should say. I thought this today as I was admiring some converse sneakers with cupcakes on them...oh how cute the little cupcakes were, and then stopped myself. I am not under the age of 10, nor do I own my own cupcake shop therefore as a 25yr old (trying to become an adult) I do not need cupcake converse shoes....especially being unemployed and broke...instead I headed over to Jcrew...an adult store! Can I afford it? No! but...take an additional 30% off sale items! How could I refuse...so a charged $40 later I walked out with two tops not feeling too guilty about it, it could have been way worse.
So I spent my unemployed Tuesday walking around the Galleria mall, after a quick interview at the restaurant in Buffalo. It really is going to be a cool restaurant/ cafe to eat healthy food, or grab a coffee and take an art class, with rotating local art on the walls and weekly music...but I'll stop myself. What's the point seeped into my head on my drive there (while grooving to T.I and Beyonce) I have no family or friends in Buffalo, I am not attending school there nor is this a start up career.
I might as well stay in Rochester, or go back to Charleston...
While wandering the Galleria I stopped into some shoe stores for my endless journey. It used to be to find boots, and now it is simply to replace my birks. Now let me tell you about my birkies...they are about 10+ years old...and boy do they look it. There is nothing grown-up or classy about them. They are dark brown and yet still look dirty. They go perfect with my jeans that are ripped up at the bottoms...(almost every pair, seeing as I have the vertically challenged thing going for me) but I have come to realize I really do need new shoes. (In Charleston it was flip flops everywhere or sneakers at work) And now in the cold and snowy weather I'm in the routine of slipping on the birks...I have other shoes, the birks are just the easiest to slip on and off, and ask anyone I know I am not a shoe person. It's not because I'm lazy (I have plenty other examples for that) I am just not a shoe wearing person at home, in the car, or even in a restaurant I am known to slip my shoes off. Hey at least I wear them walking around the streets unlike some hippies who roam the streets of Charleston barefoot. I'm not sure what it is I can not commit myself to new shoes...I know I will just go back and slip on my birks to drive to meet Kate Shannon for coffee where I will prob slip them off. I need Stacy and Clinton or Tim Gunn to come and throw them away, preferably Tim Gunn he will prob just give me a fantastic new shoe no decisions necessary...Stacy and Clinton will make me browse through stores to buy new ones, way too many decisions for the indecisive. One of these days I promise I will have the will power to throw them out and buy replacements...(or for the love of god will someone throw them away for me when I am not looking...preferably when I am at home and have a back up pair, not when I am out with nothing else to wear) I did imagine as I was sitting legs up, shoes off, eating a DD bagel and sipping a coffee, that a stranger was just going to come by and steal my shoes just to be funny (not because they want them) but no one did...so at least I didn't buy cupcake converse (though kudos to anyone who has, or will) but negative kudos to my comfort blanket attachment to my birks...